Talent

Lyrics

[Intro: Hau, Sample] Yeah, check this shit out Ay, this is a special dedication to all those dirty snakes that broke into Rancid's house and stole his records And broke into Next Level And then broke into my girl's car and stole our gear while we were on tour, suckers Listen up [Verse 1] Beating my chest like a silverback Don't you know that [?] deeper than a tilted cap The man's deep, he doesn't sleep He doesn't feel to nap He's skilled to rap, from the bottom bill, from scratch From the gutter, these liars [?] the facts [?] deserve to lie with other filthy rats So stay sharp, eyes on them guilty pack A brave heart, still got my kill to tack In the belly, we keep the fire In our hands, we keep the [?] and reason for When them snakes slither we deliver the eagle claw Snatch 'em out the same holes where we eat before Snatch back the move out them evil paws Keep the law, that's how we defeat them all The move's nonstop, it doesn't need to pause So we stretch out to reach for more Give me that back So I'm free as a flying fox So I run the iron horse to move you and try to box A pigeonhole play a convincin' role For the payback on those who tried to pinch the soul, ay [Hook] Can they take what we worked hard for? (No) Can they break down what we stand for? (No) You broke into our space and you lifted Our beats, our records and equipment Will we let them hold the progress? (No) Will we let them fault and stop this? (No) See, still bee stings and it Doesn't mean nothing, 'cause you can't steal talent [Bridge] You understand, don't you? You understand, don't you? You understand, don't you? [Verse 2] Them dirty snakes sneak into your house Step quiet as kept as they cruise about (They don't want your TV) They won't boost your couch (They don't want your CDs) Or your [?] They want all your records, so they move 'em out Whether friend or foe, there's no clues around Better get it together, you should know this You may lose material things, but don't lose your focus Nah, even if they charge into your car in a so-called "safe garage" during a fast Steal your music from past to present Bastards endin' the future? Nah, I refuse to Lay low, we lay up and stay up Waiting for karmas pay-up, okay, yeah But don't wait up, 'cause here at deep brooding We make love, work, eat and drink music Even if they cheat, we keep to it Keep at it, the movement of a beat addict It'll take a whole nation of thieves to hold us back So please, put on your backpack and tighten your shoulder strap Do up your laces, que up the tape, it's the move of the future (Who's up in the place?) It's the same guys who tried to strip of their lifeline Well, nah, not in this lifetime, this life's mine So tell me, who in their right mind would think it's fine to take what's rightfully mine? They're trying to shut off the plan Show me the thieves, cut off their hands [Hook] Can they take what we worked hard for? (No) Can they break down what we stand for? (No) You broke into our space and you lifted Our beats, our records and equipment Will we let them hold the progress? (No) Will we let them fault and stop this? (No) See, still bee stings and it Doesn't mean nothing, 'cause you can't steal talent [Bridge] You understand now You understand now You understand now [Instrumental Break] [Outro] Fresh for 2006, you suckers